Here I go again and it stings like the first time....I am very much the image of Lord Byron and Sid Vicious, imagine if the two of them had a crazed spawn unleashed on this world. A world full of beauty and magnificence. From that beautiful red hue in the wine glass I'm staring into to the beautiful red lips I see gently pursed back at me. My secrets for a buck. No I suppose maybe a Frank for my thoughts, but by then you would be overpaying. Like this latest rewrite is overladen with hidden references to films and songs that make me smile, crack a few of them and you get a prize. I know a lot of carnies so I know all the tricks in the book, no this game is not rigged its only balloons after all. Yes oh so much hot air. Can you throw the dart and pop it. A moments breath, no that is too much, a bottle's space then. Ah well you read this much of this terrible verbiage of nonsense the least I can do is smile and offer to share this bottle with you.